Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from St Kitts & Nevis and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Darondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
The Angels of Light,
Tommy Roe,
Cymande,
Jandek,
The Standells,
Aural Exciters,
Crispy Ambulance,
PIL,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mummies,
Alphaville,
Hashim,
Lightning Bolt,
Blake Baxter,
The Sonics,
The Fugs,
Minutemen,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Sherman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Donald Byrd,
Underground Resistance,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gladiators,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Busters,
Iggy Pop,
Livin' Joy,
Chris Corsano,
Monks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Country Teasers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cowsills,
Joensuu 1685,
Ice-T,
Smog,
Isaac Hayes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultra Naté,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Magazine,
the Association,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Depeche Mode,
Aloha Tigers,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.